I keep my tongue rhyming because your body knows the motion.
Your words got the neighbours causing a commotion.
A dime but I owe it all to you when I slide in.
Your assets on my mind got me flippin’
Counting every scratch, my back is your canvas.
We are in a tango of your truth and nails.
Your locked calves now have me delirious
Trying to stay sane in this room of repeat fails.
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